words don’t hurt.
people do.
t.w.
words don’t hurt.
people do.
t.w.
“are you telling me the truth?”
“i’m honestly not sure anymore.”
t.w.
at the end of myself
i find You.
t.w.
i’m tired of breaking
my own damn heart.
t.w.
Lord, be my strength,
be my vision,
be my everything.
t.w.
i miss you too.
t.w.
if it makes you
feel any better
i’m not the man
i want me to be either.
t.w.
i still think
you were afraid
of falling
in love.
t.w.
O Lord of endless mercies,
make me a keen observer of your gifts.
may i grow sensitive to your movements.
t.w.
Lord would you redeem
the parts of me
that feel too far gone.
would you draw me in
and show me the depths
of your endless love.
t.w.
nothing stings
quite like
the memory
of you.
t.w.
there was light behind those clouds.
but we chose not to see it—
too stubborn to wait
for the sun to come back around.
it hurts thinking of all the sunsets
we have to learn to enjoy
with someone else.
because i only wanted them with you.
t.w.
i miss the way
our hands fit
together.
t.w.
i have nothing more to say.
i have exhausted my
best words on you.
t.w.
Lord would you light a fire
that will not extinguish.
would you set me ablaze
and send me out.
use me O Lord for
your kingdom’s cause.
t.w.
i wish my heart was stubborn
facing the right direction.
t.w.
exaggerations dawn
as light slowly softens.
painfully inept is the mind
to bear its own distortions.
obscurity hums. lingering, hanging.
less is seen with our longer gaze—
fragmented truths left to drown
in pools of precious deception.
t.w.
i am lost without you Lord.
guide my words and my
thoughts, that they may
be pleasing to you, that
i may be found again
in the safety of your embrace.
t.w.
but who’s to say
who cares more
because for all i know
you could be up late
in your room
thinking
about me too.
t.w.
would you move Holy Spirit—
move gently in the hearts
of those who love you.
be near to those who ache
for righteousness’ sake.
comfort your children
who have been cast down.
be close and console
their hearts O Lord.
t.w.